THE FORGOTTEN TEMPLES
The rest of the crowd tried to integrate as best they could. They studied the three men’s reactions and interpreted then reacted accordingly. The man walked across the room approaching the three men. “Stay back!” Thomas shouted at him. He sighed heavily, smacking his lips. “Listen you old fools. I don’t have time for this, either you let me do what I came here to do or I go back from where I came.” “We would prefer the latter!” The man turned to the crowd and addressed them, pointing his hands towards the agitated men at the table. “Does this frail old man speak for the rest of you?” The crowd fell silent. They had no knowledge of the man’s origin, nor of his identity so they were in no position to speak. “Do not trust this man! He was with the others during the attack. I saw him,
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